Minx
finds something unexpected under the Christmas tree. Unfortunately, it wasn’t
something left by Santa.

HO, HO, HO... OH!

Home for the holidays, Minx
Tobin introduces her parents to her homicide lieutenant, Gabe Harris.
Unfortunately for her, her ex-fiancé Jared drops in on them, creating friction.
But Jared soon needs Minx’s help in the sleuthing department because a gruesome
“present” is found under the tree. Once again, Minx is hot on the trail of a
desperate killer.

All Gabe wants to do is
propose to the woman he loves. Instead, he has to deal with a cast of East
Coast characters, including an unexpected murder. Why do dead bodies always
seem follow Minx Tobin??

Scene Set-Up:

Minx is taking her new
boyfriend, Homicide Lieutenant Gabe Harris, home for the holidays to meet her
parents. She’s a bit uneasy that she might run into her former fiancé, Jared.

Excerpt:

Truth be told, Minx was
looking forward to seeing everyone again. Everyone except Jared, of course.
With him, unpleasant memories abounded. After the acrimonious breakup back in
April, she’d packed her bags and headed west. She hadn’t been home in seven
months.

Gabe linked hands with hers,
gave a brief squeeze, then returned his to the steering wheel. “I hope we don’t
run into Jared.”

A thought caused her to
frown. “My mom told me they’re having a Christmas Eve party. Jared’s parents
are always invited. Well, they’re divorced now, Conrad and Esther, but since
Conrad remarried, he and Pia will probably attend. So, shoot, Jared might have
the audacity to show up at the party as well.”

“I’ll beat him up.”

At that unexpected remark,
Minx laughed. “You’ll do no such thing, Lieutenant. You’re supposed to make a
good impression on my parents, remember?”

“True.” He headed for the
freeway’s airport exit. “I’d better be on my best behavior. It wouldn’t do if
they disapprove of me.”

He couldn’t possibly be
worried about that. But what if he was?

“Gabe, are you nervous to
meet my parents?” For some reason, she started to become uneasy herself.

“No, I’m sure I can convince
them my intentions are honorable toward their only daughter.” He gave Minx a
reassuring grin.

She exhaled relief. “Okay,
good. Because I saw Dallas today, and he thought you might be.”

“That exercise gigolo?” Gabe
fisted his hands on the steering wheel. “I guess I’ll have to beat Dallas
Porter up as well.”

Minx laughed. “That won’t be
necessary, Lieutenant. Remember, ‘tis the season to be jolly, not to commit a
folly, right?”

“Point well taken. Now, here
we are at airport parking. Let’s hold off on any more talk of old boyfriends. I
confess I’m getting a bit insecure.”

She dimpled a smile.
“Really? That sounds so strange coming from a man who dates all the hottest
young actresses in Hollywood.”

Gabe waited until they’d
parked, then he turned to her and cupped her face in his hands. “The word is
‘dated.’ Past tense, sweetheart. And, as I told you, there’s only one female
who interests me now. And that’s you. So, Tobin, get your curvy butt out of the
car, so we can begin our Christmas adventure.”

Online serial dater turns
out to be a serial killer. But when Death claims this murderer, why is Minx
also in danger?

KISSES CAN BE DEADLY

The serial killer stalking
Los Angeles will soon be served his just deserts. But that doesn’t mean Minx
Tobin is out of danger. First, there’s a crank caller. Then her tire is
slashed. Quite possibly, her throat is next. But if the throat-slashing
murderer is out of the picture, then who has it in for Minx?

Gabe Harris works two
full-time jobs. First is solving murders as homicide lieutenant for LAPD.
Second is trying to keep his new girlfriend, Minx, out of danger. But this
time, she isn’t to blame for her predicament. Gabe’s job is proving hazardous
to her health.

Scene Set-Up:

Homicide Lieutenant Gabe
Harris, protective of his new love, Minx, is annoyed that she doesn’t take his
recommended advice concerning her safety.

Excerpt:

Gabe took the now-empty seat and folded his hands in
front of him. “Am I to infer then that your promises are always meaningless,
Minx?”

Her deep brown eyes reflected pain. “No, of course
not. You’re making too much out of this, anyway. After you left my place this
morning, the doctor’s office called. I have his blessing to return to work
providing I shorten my day and take it slow.”

That she listened to her doctor and not him steamed
him further. “I explained about the Thursday killer, Minx. We don’t have
anything on this monster except that, in all probability, you’re a target.”

“I was going stir-crazy, Gabe. And there are lots of
single ladies whose last name starts with the letters ‘To.’”

“Hell, woman!” He dug his fingers into his hair.
“You’re going to give me more grey hair, you know that?”

Since he’d gone prematurely light and dark grey
nearly fifteen years ago, his statement was more for effect than an actual
prediction.

Maybe she realized that because she didn’t seem to
take offense. Instead, she trailed her fingertips over the knuckles on his hand
and then sensuously moved up his forearm. “Sounds like you’ve had a long, hard
day. C’mon, let’s go get changed. I’m dying for a shower.”

She also ran the tip of her tongue over her lips in a
way that made him salivate.

“I’ll wash your back, Gabe.”

While the day had indeed been difficult, now it was
hard as well. He grabbed her hand and sandwiched it between his own. “Only if I
can wash yours, too.”

Her slow smile caused him to sizzle. “Naturally,
Lieutenant. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

His annoyance--which was
really worry in disguise--suddenly vanished. In its place, sensations of sight,
sounds, scents, tastes, and touches from the past week seared his memory.
Making love to Minx was a multiplex experience; he savored every waking minute.

Minx’s involvement with an
unhappy newlywed turns deadly... for the bride and for Minx.

DIVORCE... L.A. STYLE

Minx Tobin’s latest client,
Magda Boswell, complains that her new husband wants her dead.But maybe it’s the old husband Magda should
worry about.Or the first husband’s new
wife.Then again, Magda’s longstanding
boyfriend isn’t too devoted, either.Minx gets mixed up in convoluted marital problems that just might end up
in death... for her.

Homicide lieutenant Gabe
Harris can’t believe his good luck.Not
only does he win $20,000 but more important, he persuades Minx to take a chance
on him.But when Minx gets involved in
another murder case, he finds the odds for her survival are not in her favor.

Minx’s dead friend turns up
alive... but not for long. Will the life insurance have to be paid twice?

DEAD
AGAIN

An
odd string of coincidences leads Minx Tobin to an old friend, Bill Gutierrez.
Only Bill died five years ago. Before Minx has a chance to question the man, he
turns up dead... again, with a slip of paper in his pocket with her name on it.
Whether she likes it or not, Minx is involved in another murder. Will the Case
of the Ill-gotten Insurance turn out to be deadly for her as well?

Los
Angeles homicide lieutenant Gabe Harris regrets that the fitness trainer who
piqued his interest is a murder suspect once again. But at least he has a
legitimate reason to see Minx. Maybe he can even convince her to go out with
him. And maybe he can prevent L.A.’s newest murderer from adding Minx to his...
or her fatality list.

Scene Set-Up:

Homicide lieutenant Gabe Harris surprises Minx
Tobin at work in order to discuss official police business.

Excerpt:

Minx placed Harris' coffee
in front of him and pulled out napkins from the table dispenser. There. She'd
done her hostessing duties. Sitting across from him, she reached into her bag
and got out her power bar.

"So, Lieutenant, what's
up?"

Harris took a sip, then set
the cup back down. "I've never been at the Elite Exercise Emporium before.
Nice place. Do you think I should take out a membership?"

She blinked back surprise.
Surely this wasn't his official business?

Peeling the wrapper off the
bar, she replied, "You look buff enough, Lieutenant."

"Is that a
compliment?"

She tilted her head at him.
"Do you want it to be?"

What was going on here? Were
they actually flirting with each other?

As she nibbled on the end of
the granola power bar, she studied him. His odd combination of short dark and
light grey hair swirled in waves over his head. A dark lock tumbled down over
his high forehead. One renegade curl strayed appealingly around the curve of
his ear.

He gestured with his large,
well-formed hand. "That your lunch?"

"It sure is. Are you
hungry? I've got two more bars with me."

He was a man that didn't
smile much. With his job in the Los Angeles Police Department, there probably
weren't many opportunities for smiles. But when he did let loose and show those
pearly whites, despite herself, she seemed to turn into one of those silly
adolescent girls she'd disparaged just a minute ago.

Harris not only smiled, but
laughed. A deep, hearty, masculine laugh. His laughter attractively crinkled the
skin around his eyes. Otherwise, his tanned face was unlined. Prematurely grey,
that was what he was. Maybe that trait ran in his family.

"No, thanks. That
granola bar looks like Fido's dog food to me."

The laugh and the smile
disappeared as quickly as they surfaced. He must've been getting ready to lower
the boom. Official police business was rarely good.

What
better way to start your Valentine's celebrations with your special
someone than to enjoy a super-hot excerpt together from my
erotic-romantic comedy novel, Beautiful Dreamer... Maybe you could act it out? ;-)

Can a sexy, sleepwalking librarian corral a
commitment-shy sheriff during the mayhem of rodeo week? When Marianne
the Librarian sleepwalks into the brawny arms of handsome Sheriff Cody
Greene, sparks fly and an erotic night of pleasure ensues. Amazingly,
Marianne hasn't a clue that their rendezvous even happened.

A
confirmed bachelor, Cody realizes Marianne isn't the "love 'em and leave
'em" type he's used to entertaining in bed, and he's worried. Will she
make him take a walk down the aisle if he confesses to his part of her
fantasies? Can't they just be friends with benefits?

Will Cody be able to
tell Marianne the truth about his involvement in her sleepwalking
escapades? Will he and Marianne discover beyond their fantasies true love
prevails?

Excerpt:
Cody realizes Marianne is sleepwalking through her place of work
because she acts like she's a damsel in distress and he is a knight in
shining armor. But no matter how Cody resists Marianne's seduction, he
finds his match in the normally reserved librarian.

"Marianne, you're tempting me beyond the brink, but you
know we can't." Cody took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. Somehow he
had to talk her out of this situation without hurting her feelings or
losing any more of his clothing. "We
have to think about your health and reputation. I don't have anything on me
for, uh, you know, protection."

Marianne paused in her litany of kisses upon his neck and
brow. She drew back, blinking rapidly as she stared into his serious
hazel-green eyes.

"The brave and handsome knight travels without the
sheath to his sword?"

He exhaled a painful sigh. "Yes, yes, that's right. I
left it along with my white horse back at
the castle."

Her eyes narrowed. She reached behind herself and picked up
his trousers, plucking his billfold out of the pocket.

"My good lord always carried his sheath in his moneybag
just in case." A wicked grin graced her love-swollen lips as she withdrew
the forgotten condom from his billfold and waved it inches from his nose.
"It appears ye do likewise."

Cody blinked then blinked again. His jaw dropped open to the
size of the Palo Duro Canyon. How had that gotten in his wallet? Then it
dawned on him. He had picked up a pair of condoms off the ground outside the
gymnasium after making his obligatory visit to the senior prom a few weeks
back. They were brand-spanking new and in good shape, and he had thought he'd
keep them just in case anyone ever needed any for just such an emergency.

"Uh, yeah, it appears I do." He cleared his
cracking voice. "It doesn't mean we have to—"

Covering his lips with hers, Marianne silenced any further
objections. Her butterfly fingers fluttered across his shoulders and down his
sides, coming to a comfortable rest at his tight buns. Caressing him with
unrestrained passion, she struggled to remove their remaining barrier.

"Allow me," Cody said, giving up the fight. He
rolled his temptress to the side before carefully sliding his shorts down over
his rock-hard erection.

Marianne's eyes widened. "My lord has indeed been
blessed with a very broad sword."

Her knuckles whitened in their grip around the purple condom
wrapper, her small hands trembling ever so slightly.

This has gone far enough. Cody reached out and gently
cradled Marianne's delicate face in his big hands and waited for her rapidly
shifting focus to settle fully on his face.

"Marianne, it's okay if you want to stop now," he
said slowly, deliberately. "I'll understand. I promise."

The sound of tearing plastic echoed throughout the silent library.
Her lascivious smile said it all.

"Once the horse has escaped from his stall, it would be
a sin not to allow him to gallop forth. Would it not, my lord?"

The look of pure wantonness in her eyes dissolved Cody's
last iota of restraint. Marianne cried joyously as he scooped her up and placed
her astride him, gently guiding her hands to sheath his member.

He wound his own hands into her thick tresses, bringing her
face to meet his in order to partake of a deep and lingering kiss. With
exquisite slowness, he eased himself
inside her in the most intimate of embraces.

Her tightness enveloped him totally, driving him almost over
the edge. Breathing deeply, he struck up a strong and steady rhythm of thrusts.
She arched her back and responded with a tantalizing twist of her hips, pulling
him deeper into herself and deeper still, seemingly to the depths of her very
soul.

They squealed and groaned and bucked and bounced through the
sea of cushions, locked in a rollicking dance of desire. His mouth tasted her
sweet breasts once again as he stroked her sensitive nub. She cried out in
rapturous delight, begging him to come along with her.

A knight can't very well refuse his lady. Cody
eagerly obliged his comely companion with a series of hard, quick thrusts.
Marianne threw back her head, screaming as the potent eternity of their joining
came to its mutual climax. Plunging together over the passion's edge, they
drifted calmly back toward earth and collapsed, sated, into each other's arms...

Beautiful Dreamer
is available in ebook formats from eXtasy Books, and is also available
in Kindle and print at Amazon and other fine ebook retailers.